I snapped photos of graffiti in downtown today. I've tried on several occasions to mimic and draw the spatial illusions that these artists achieve with spraypaint, ladders and rebelliousness. My attempts have been, well, very dorky. As well as I can draw, there's a rhythm to graffiti that I just can't capture. After several more failed attempts, I took a planned detour down to E's workshop and like the big dork I am, went through her trash pulling out wood scraps. Here's my resulting form of graffiti - constructed out of wood, translated into flat space and completely virtual.
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Round peg meets square hole, but if you--hrmph!--bang hard enough, it just about looks like graffiti. I like it on its own terms, though.
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